Q-Tip:Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear itMCin, see I got this in my spiritI got verses like Mahalia singin church hymnsSo strap up because you skatin on ice that's wild thinA weak foundation doesn't make a good homeThat's why mine is built on chrome microphonesWe bout to do it theoretically, insteadibly, to the medleyCome onIt's the complete Kamal, unique, Fareed, breedThat'll keep you broke down like a horse 5 speedSo move buddy, a yo we got to get this moneyIn this land of dead and crummy, ain't a damn thing funnyA yo, shout out to Mobb Deep, the Extra PBusta Rhymes, De La, the J Beez, so don't sleepWe got reality for the carriageStayin sincere to this, so I know we gonna manageGive me, liberty in mass amounts and Swiss bank accountsWith the sustainer, it'll be realSo me and my brothas, we can sit down and buildLike Rampage with that last boy scout appealWe got that silk, satin, Manhattan intelligence feelThat keeps everything on even keelsSo all you slow brothas talkin yang, ya poo tangNow, we gonna show you how the real crew bang

Consequence:A yo, I bring it to you live kid, Queens niggaz love staticYour rap's had it, braggin more numbers than mathematicsI get brains on progmatic from leavin wet dreams shatteredThat's the same copy gettin in your mug shotI stays hot like summertime on LBQ and boo booThe love shack is 192, my joint's smoothTo watch them niggaz fall like LinqueI keeps it brand new like school shoppinIt's on and poppinThe club peeps this nigga's steez like rayonYou get laid off while I'll be gamin ghetto girl like 8-OffThe verdict's in, I be the look of blendinGive up your goods cuz it's the start of your endin